"So Bad" EBK Jaaybo - Lyrics
I want to kill this lil N---a so bad
That I might just lose my mind if I don't find his lil ass
He test my bro, it stupid for that body. He gone crash.
It's brazy how I got my bag up and still up out the lab
Ain't no turtle glocks n---a they got buttons on the back, so they fast
Still could get a n--a grabbed but I'm tryna do the grabbing
Wiggle with you without asking for my dog I get it clapping
Ain't never had to show a soul that I was active
Baby I'm a trained stepper life a n---a 6 feet
Everytime we score it's like the Super Bowl I should have 6 rings
If you heard that it got clappy in the south then that was lil squeeze
Still bending blocks with Pic and Nick
I ain't learn shit from that system
Somebody probably could've seen it but it got deadly for the witness
If a hit took place on your Glock n---a I'm the one that sent it
Opps tryna claim our skits but I'm the one who did it
Got up on him close, didn't miss him one time
Great vision, had to make some snake decisions
I'm a shooter from the G
Spin myself but you know keep a shooter close to me
Headshot I'm gonna make them n---s feel it when I creep
Send my young life he gon kill you for the free
So listen here imagine what he doing for the cheese
He gon Swipe up copy paste on you then delete
Pulled up with that Glock shot everybody on that bitch like I can't see
But if the police ask it wasn't me, yea
Yea yea Walked up & dropped the whole magazine
Everytime they speak on pops we gonna plan a homicide
I know that I'm a rapper gillz, but sit this one out
Cause he mine
Do a skit then post up with my moms like I ain't slide
2-1
I want to kill this lil N---a so bad
That I might just lose my mind if I don't find his lil ass
He test my bro, it stupid for that body. He gone crash.
It's brazy how I got my bag up and still up out the lab
Ain't no turtle glocks n---a they got buttons on the back, so they fast
Still could get a n---a grabbed but I'm tryna do the grabbing
Wiggle with you without asking for my dog I get it clapping
Ain't never had to show a soul that I was active
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Performed By: EBK Jaaybo
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Marquise Robinson, Jaymani Gorman, AlmightyQuise
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"So Bad" EBK Jaaybo - Lyrics
I want to kill this lil N---a so bad
That I might just lose my mind if I don't find his lil ass
He test my bro, it stupid for that body. He gone crash.
It's brazy how I got my bag up and still up out the lab
Ain't no turtle glocks n---a they got buttons on the back, so they fast
Still could get a n--a grabbed but I'm tryna do the grabbing
Wiggle with you without asking for my dog I get it clapping
Ain't never had to show a soul that I was active
Baby I'm a trained stepper life a n---a 6 feet
Everytime we score it's like the Super Bowl I should have 6 rings
If you heard that it got clappy in the south then that was lil squeeze
Still bending blocks with Pic and Nick
I ain't learn shit from that system
Somebody probably could've seen it but it got deadly for the witness
If a hit took place on your Glock n---a I'm the one that sent it
Opps tryna claim our skits but I'm the one who did it
Got up on him close, didn't miss him one time
Great vision, had to make some snake decisions
I'm a shooter from the G
Spin myself but you know keep a shooter close to me
Headshot I'm gonna make them n---s feel it when I creep
Send my young life he gon kill you for the free
So listen here imagine what he doing for the cheese
He gon Swipe up copy paste on you then delete
Pulled up with that Glock shot everybody on that bitch like I can't see
But if the police ask it wasn't me, yea
Yea yea Walked up & dropped the whole magazine
Everytime they speak on pops we gonna plan a homicide
I know that I'm a rapper gillz, but sit this one out
Cause he mine
Do a skit then post up with my moms like I ain't slide
2-1
I want to kill this lil N---a so bad
That I might just lose my mind if I don't find his lil ass
He test my bro, it stupid for that body. He gone crash.
It's brazy how I got my bag up and still up out the lab
Ain't no turtle glocks n---a they got buttons on the back, so they fast
Still could get a n---a grabbed but I'm tryna do the grabbing
Wiggle with you without asking for my dog I get it clapping
Ain't never had to show a soul that I was active
I want to kill this lil N---a so bad
That I might just lose my mind if I don't find his lil ass
He test my bro, it stupid for that body. He gone crash.
It's brazy how I got my bag up and still up out the lab
Ain't no turtle glocks n---a they got buttons on the back, so they fast
Still could get a n--a grabbed but I'm tryna do the grabbing
Wiggle with you without asking for my dog I get it clapping
Ain't never had to show a soul that I was active
Baby I'm a trained stepper life a n---a 6 feet
Everytime we score it's like the Super Bowl I should have 6 rings
If you heard that it got clappy in the south then that was lil squeeze
Still bending blocks with Pic and Nick
I ain't learn shit from that system
Somebody probably could've seen it but it got deadly for the witness
If a hit took place on your Glock n---a I'm the one that sent it
Opps tryna claim our skits but I'm the one who did it
Got up on him close, didn't miss him one time
Great vision, had to make some snake decisions
I'm a shooter from the G
Spin myself but you know keep a shooter close to me
Headshot I'm gonna make them n---s feel it when I creep
Send my young life he gon kill you for the free
So listen here imagine what he doing for the cheese
He gon Swipe up copy paste on you then delete
Pulled up with that Glock shot everybody on that bitch like I can't see
But if the police ask it wasn't me, yea
Yea yea Walked up & dropped the whole magazine
Everytime they speak on pops we gonna plan a homicide
I know that I'm a rapper gillz, but sit this one out
Cause he mine
Do a skit then post up with my moms like I ain't slide
2-1
I want to kill this lil N---a so bad
That I might just lose my mind if I don't find his lil ass
He test my bro, it stupid for that body. He gone crash.
It's brazy how I got my bag up and still up out the lab
Ain't no turtle glocks n---a they got buttons on the back, so they fast
Still could get a n---a grabbed but I'm tryna do the grabbing
Wiggle with you without asking for my dog I get it clapping
Ain't never had to show a soul that I was active
Writer: Marquise Robinson, Jaymani Gorman, AlmightyQuise
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.